Chapter Thirty-Eight: Quick Cut
"It's impossible not to mess around. He gently put the hat on the table, with a smile on his face, but those damn eyes turned the smile on his face into a provocation, and he pointed and asked, "I'm here for him." ”
"Who are you, are you his man? Wang Sanniang's face was solemn, this person was not unheard, this person was not simple, very dangerous, she couldn't help but concentrate on it.
"He, who is he?" asked Ghost Cry.
"It seems that you are not his person. ”
"I'm just a passerby. ”
"Then why are you here not to ask. ”
"Oh, so he didn't ask. Ghost Cry nodded: "I'm just curious, why is he the only child in the entire county." ”
"How can you ......" As soon as he opened his mouth, Wang Sanniang covered his mouth, and he couldn't say the rest.
Wang Sanniang looked at the ghost and cried with a little meaning: "Stranger, it's better not to be too curious, it's rare to be confused, and people who are too curious don't live long." ”
"Coincidentally. Ghost Cry smiled (fierce and vicious), and tapped his fingers on the table: "I don't plan to live long. ”
"I don't have time to make small talk to you. Wang Sanniang looked irritable: "I have to send him out of the city as soon as possible, if you are curious, you have the ability to check it yourself." ”
"That's fine, but I don't think it's going to be that easy for you to get him out of town. ”
As soon as the words fell, outside the tea shop, a group of people appeared, a group of fast catchers, armed with various weapons, wearing light armor.
"Wang Sanniang!" The one who took the lead in catching the first to attack: "This county is a people's county, not a monster's county, so I advise you not to break the rules." ”
"Monster, joke!" Wang Sanniang seemed to have heard something ridiculous: "Compared to me, your county commander is more like a monster!"
"Bold!" "Catch the eyes, "You're looking for death!"
In the tea shop, there was a sound of tables and chairs colliding, and more than a dozen guests all stood up and gathered around, they looked all kinds of things, and some even showed their tails.
"I see, you're the turtle son looking for death!" The one who spoke was the guy who couldn't spit out ivory.
"Old dog, you dare to disobey the king's law!" the catcher roared and drew his knife.
Suddenly, the shield behind him was erected, the big gun fell, the strong bow was drawn, and the cold arrow pointed directly at the tea shop.
In the face of more than 20 people, the guests in the tea shop were not afraid, they were full of smirks, gearing up, it seemed that they had already wanted to do a big job.
Not to mention being stunned, he never thought that he would cause such a big disaster.
It's hard to do it, I'm the protagonist in the script.
couldn't help but think about it. Unfortunately, he guessed wrong.
The reason why the two sides are fighting each other is just a reason, and the real reason is that neither side is willing to back down.
The little monk couldn't guess, but it didn't hinder his nature, he pulled Wang Sanniang's sleeve: "Female Bodhisattva, it's better to let me go with them." ”
Speaking of this, she was moved and scared to tears, but Wang Sanniang didn't appreciate it, didn't look back, and said: "Little boy, there will be a fight here later, while playing." ”
"Wang Fa!" Only one of the ghosts who was still sitting in the tea shop suddenly laughed: "This big man, can you know which royal law they have violated?" ”
At this time, the head catcher noticed the ghost crying and said, "Who are you?"
The ghost cried and replied, "A curious passer-by passing by here." ”
"Passers-by?" the head catcher sneered: "Now that the snow is covering the mountains and hungry wolves are everywhere, it is not easy for this guest from a foreign country to pass by here!"
"There are some skills that are not worth mentioning. The ghost cried modestly, stood up with a long knife, walked to the head catcher, and looked at him condescendingly by his height, but there was no modesty at all: "I am just curious to ask, which royal law did they violate?"
Catching the head and pulling the tiger Pila banner: "Naturally, it is the king of Shushan!"
"Shushan?hahahaha......" Ghost Cryer laughed.
"Why are you laughing?" the head catcher's face darkened, but when he saw that the ghost crying was not easy to provoke, he was a little more patient and did not have a seizure for the time being.
The ghost ceased and laughed, and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
The head catcher thought to himself who I care who you are, but his mouth said, "Who are you?"
"A ghost is crying. Ghost Cry looked at him and showed the sign on his waist.
Ghost Cry is famous, and the brand is also the brand of the elders of Shushan. However, he overlooked one thing.
It's so remote here!
If it weren't for an accident, he met a man-eating monster on the road, and chased that monster to come here, it would be impossible to enter this county at all, and he didn't even know about this place.
After I came, I found that there was a county town surrounded by mountains. After coming in, I was amazed, oh, this county is still so prosperous, it's amazing!
Here, there is not even a Demon Slaying Pavilion stationed, so as a head catcher, he naturally can't recognize the brand on Ghost Cry's waist, and he doesn't know the name Ghost Cry.
And the same is true for Wang Sanniang, she has lived in this remote place for hundreds of years, but she only knows the name of Shushan, and the rest don't know much, and she doesn't even know if the three pavilion masters of Shushan have changed.
That's why the ghost cry came out, and she was also at a loss after hearing it, as if to say, who is the ghost crying, is it amazing?
The people inside and outside the tea shop stared at each other with confusion in their eyes.
The atmosphere was a little embarrassing, just like a gold medal lecturer with the strength of a certain king was scared to death by a silver reckless man.
For a moment, it was remarkably quiet.
After a long while, the catcher opened his mouth and finally spit out a word: "Huh?"
"Hahaha......"
On the roof, there was a burst of convulsive laughter, sometimes male, sometimes female, sometimes like a shemale.
The people inside and outside the tea shop were startled at the same time, and looked to the roof, as if trying to find out who was laughing. However, the laughter was fleeting, and there was no trace of it.
Soon, the laughter stopped abruptly and disappeared completely, but it cast a shadow on everyone.
Devil Cry's face was pitch black, and he could almost drip ink.
Brush!
He drew his knife, and the speed of the knife exceeded everyone's imagination.
Before the head catcher could react, there was a click, and the knife was already in its sheath.
At this time, he finally noticed the ghost crying, took a step back, and watched the ghost cry vigilantly.
With a thud, half of the blade fell to the ground, and at the same time, the light armor on his chest cracked, and a neat scratch slanted across almost the entire armor.
After the ghost cried, Wang Sanniang's pupils contracted violently, and the cold hair stood up, and the rest of the guests were slow to react, and after thinking about it, they suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
What a fast knife!
Everyone looked at the knife in Devil Cry's hand in disbelief, and none of them were sure to take it.
Those catchers finally reacted, and they were about to move, but they were blocked by the head: "No, don't do it." ”
The ghost cried and looked at him with a smile (fierce): "I am a ghost crying." ”
The corners of his eyes jumped: "The name of the ghost uncle, we naturally know it, today...... Even if you give the uncle a face, let's go, let's withdraw!"